I haven’t felt much like writing for a few days, but all is well. And I can almost walk like a normal person for short distances. I am enjoying being beardless.
It’s been almost 48 hours since I got hit by the car.
I had acupuncture yesterday that helped reduce the pain of walking, but I still hobble badly, even with a makeshift cane. It’s made out of an old unipod I had lying around doing nothing. I probably look a bit weird walking around using photography equipment to support myself, but it works for the time being.
I can’t walk unaided yet, but there is less pain every day in my knee. Oddly, there is more in my shoulders, but I suspect that’s because they’re getting a workout by carrying some of the load. Advil helps dull that. I was offered stronger stuff, but it only makes me loopy and doesn’t help the pain. I figure I’m out of it enough. The other odd thing is the amount of sleep I’m needing. I’m taking a 1.5-hour nap in the morning and another 2-hour nap in the afternoon. I can also almost sleep the night through, so I guess all the sleep is promoting healing.
Anyway, that’s where I am. Every day a bit better. How are y’all doin’?
I walk slowly, but I never walk backward.
No one saves us but ourselves. No one can and no one may. We ourselves must walk the path.
I just checked the temperature and there’s this little mark in front of the number. It’s like a dash or — oh my! — it’s a minus sign. There is a minus sign on our temperature.
So it’s -2 in our little part of Denver.
I think that’s as cold as I have experienced in a very long time, probably close to 25 or 30 years. I’m not sure how I feel about owing tomorrow two degrees already. I would rather not owe any. I like have at least a few spares, if not 70 or 80.
And for some weird reason, I feel like going for a walk.